“Ja.”
“There may be a slight problem. The clothes Lorenz had on are filthier than those he's wearing, and he nay has any other clothes. I dinna ken ye would be in such a rush to see yere brither, and I had hoped to buy more from Kasper as tis a rough time they've had carrying those who canna pay.”
Anna took Mina and looked at her husband. “I can cut off the pants and the sleeves of some of your old clothes I have in the trunk. They are too small for du now.”
The big man smiled. “My love, even so, they twill wrap around his skinny body.”
“It vill vork for a day,” retorted his wife and walked off.
MacDonald looked down at Lorenz. “Well, I tried. Come, we'll take in the gear and the gifts.
The washhouse was stuffier than the house and almost as hot. Lorenz wondered how anyone could work
